1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 630 What should I write?

"Mr. Lin, your family called, saying that your lover's water has broken and is being sent to the hospital!"

Li Qingquan didn't bother to say hello when he entered the office, so he said to Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin got up hastily, and said to himself, "Isn't there still one week left? Why is it so early?"

He asked about the hospital to which he was sent, and was about to leave in a hurry. When he reached the door, he did not forget to say to Cheng Zaochun: "Old Cheng, I will take half a month of maternity leave first. You can do the popular literature seminar for me. Let Li Xin preside over the work at the Tongwen Agency first, and let them find you first for matters in the agency."

"Understood, you go quickly."

Lin Weimin walked out of the Guowen Society building in messy steps and got into the car, feeling a little nervous.

In two lifetimes, this is the first time for him to be a father.

After taking a few breaths and feeling more relaxed, he started the car and drove fast.

When we arrived at the hospital, we found the door of the operating room. Mother Tao and Sister Sun were at the door.

"Mom, how's it going?"

"Just sent it in for a while. Originally, Xiaosun was preparing lunch, and I took Huimin for a walk in the yard. Who knew that the amniotic fluid broke while walking, a few days earlier than the expected delivery date."

After a brief communication about the situation, seeing that Tao Huimin had been sent to the operating room, Lin Weimin calmed down.

Mother Tao said again: "By the way, Weimin, I came here in a hurry just now, and I didn't bring the things I prepared, so you hurry home and get some. Let Xiaosun go back with you, she has to prepare some food for Huimin .”

"Okay, I'll go right now."

After tossing for half an hour, Lin Weimin returned to the hospital with his things, and Sister Sun stayed at home to prepare food for Tao Huimin.

After waiting for another hour or so, the door of the operating room opened, and the nurse took the child out first.

"Mother and daughter are safe. It's a girl, weighing seven pounds and two taels, with a body length of 50.5 centimeters."

Mother Tao clasped her hands together and worshiped all the gods and Buddhas.

Lin Weimin wanted to take the child, but the nurse refused, "Let the old man come."

He stepped aside in embarrassment, and Mother Tao smiled and said, "You have never raised a child before and you will practice how to hug."

"Okay." Lin Weimin replied, staring straight at his daughter.

The newborn baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, and only half of his small face could be seen, wrinkled and a little red.

Hey~ It's ugly!

Forget it, after all, he is his own child, so bear with it.

Mother Tao held the baby for a while, and then began to instruct Lin Weimin on how to hold the baby.

"That's it, that's it, hey, that's right, that's right. Okay, I'll let you go, don't move, just lighten your hand."

Tao's mother handed the child to Lin Weimin. When the two handed over, Lin Weimin's movements were stiff. When the child completely fell into his arms, he dared not move at all.

Small and soft, Lin Weimin's movements were extremely gentle, for fear of accidentally hurting his daughter.

I don't know why, the little face that I thought was ugly just now is now pretty.

My daughter is so pretty, follow me!
While Lin Weimin was admiring the beauty of his daughter, Mother Tao asked the nurse, "Nurse, when will my daughter come out?"

Only then did Lin Weimin remember his wife, "Yes, when will my lover come out?"

"The mother has to be observed for two hours. You should take the baby back to the ward first."

Several people took the child back to the ward, and first tried to boil water to feed the baby. Lin Weimin felt that the girl drank a bottle of milk, and then gave up.

The meconium is black and yellow and sticky.

Mother Tao was cleaning up her granddaughter, while Lin Weimin stood aside in a daze, unable to reach out her hands at all.

After drinking the milk and taking the poop, the child fell asleep.

Lin Weimin squatted aside, looking at her wrinkled little face, his heart was full of joy.

Another hour later, Mother Tao was taking care of the child in the ward, and Lin Weimin went to pick up Tao Huimin.

The two supported Tao Huimin and slowly returned to the ward. Lin Weimin couldn't wait to show off to Tao Huimin: "Huimin, look! Our daughter is so beautiful!"

Tao Huimin's face was pale at this time, without a trace of blood, and his speech was weak, but he still insisted on giving Lin Weimin a powerful roll of the eyes.

Lin Weimin did not ignore his wife's awakening at all, and kept showing off to Tao Huimin, "Look! Look quickly! The little hands are moving!"

Tao Huimin decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, and glanced at her daughter. She could only see half of her daughter's side face while lying down, and an inexplicable urge to cry arose in her heart.

She went up and touched her daughter's hand lightly, for fear of waking her up.

"Lie down on the bed for a while to recover your strength. Sister Sun is going home to prepare things, so bear with it for a while."

Tao Huimin lay down on the bed slowly, her lips were a little dry, "I'm really hungry."

Lin Weimin held Tao Huimin's hand and looked at him affectionately, "Huimin, thank you for your hard work."

After finally saying something caring, Tao Huimin felt much better.

The husband and wife lay down and sat on the head of the bed talking intimately. After a while, the child started crying again. Lin Weimin frantically tried to coax the child, but he couldn't do it well.

Mother Tao took the child over, "Either she is hungry, or she urinated or pooped."

She checked the swaddle first, and sure enough, she found that the baby had urinated, so she put on a dry pee ring again, and the baby stopped crying.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Sun came to the hospital with her things.

Tao Huimin had been hungry for a long time, looking at the red dates, millet porridge and boiled eggs brought by sister Sun, her mouth produced body fluid.

After eating an egg and half a bowl of porridge, Tao Huimin wanted to eat more, but Mother Tao took the lunch box away.

"You just gave birth, so you can't eat too much. If you want to eat, wait an hour before eating."

Tao Huimin looked at the food eagerly and pursed her lips.

The doctor came over to inquire about Tao Huimin's condition. Seeing that she was in good condition, he said, "It's okay, the mother and child are healthy, and you can leave the hospital if there is nothing wrong."

After completing the discharge procedures, Tao Huimin was wrapped tightly by Mother Tao and returned home.

After returning home, Mother Tao deliberately checked the doors and windows before letting Tao Huimin into the house.

Seeing her mother's attitude as if she was facing an enemy, Tao Huimin said, "Mom, don't be so exaggerated."

"If you don't do well in confinement, you will find yourself with any illness in the future." Mother Tao said.

Sister Sun also said: "Yes, you can't be careless in confinement, we are all experienced, you have to listen, we can't be wrong."

Tao Huimin was forced to remonstrate quickly, and An An lay down on the bed.

It took a long time to give birth to the baby. Except for Tao Huimin, the whole family hadn't eaten yet, so Sister Sun hurried to cook.

The girl cried again, this time she didn't pee or pee, she must be hungry.

Just as Lin Weimin was going to make milk powder for his daughter, Tao's mother hugged the child to Tao Huimin's side.

"Hey!"

Tao Huimin felt a little wronged, I haven't had enough yet, I have to feed her first.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Sister Sun to finish the meal.

After the meal, the family chatted for a while and took an early rest.

That night, Lin Weimin and Tao Huimin fully experienced the hardships of being parents.

Little children don't know how to get such a good appetite. They need to eat milk every less than two hours, and they have to clean up and defecate in between.

The whole night, the couple hardly slept much.

Early in the morning, Tao Huimin looked at her daughter who was full of food and drink, dry and enjoying the dream with her panda eyes, full of resentment.

She turned her eyes to her husband, "Let's find a nanny."

Lin Weimin also looked at her and nodded solemnly.

During breakfast, Tao Huimin kept staring at Lin Weimin.

Lin Weimin received the signal and said, "Mom, I think it's better to hire another nanny to take care of the children. Sister Sun may be too busy at home alone."

"Isn't there still me here? Huimin and I are enough to take care of the child, and she doesn't go to work now."

Tao Huimin suffered a critical blow with a depressed expression.

She and her husband looked at each other with tacit understanding, and decided to kill first and then play.

Lin Weimin called secretly, and within half a day, there was another nanny at home.

The new babysitter, surnamed Qin, was one of the two who did not interview with Sister Sun last time. This time, she was called back by Li Guangfu, and she was very happy.

Sister Sun has been at home for almost a year and is very familiar with Tao Huimin, so Lin Weimin arranged for her to take care of the children, while Sister Qin was in charge of hygiene and cooking.

In the 90s, there was no word "Yuesao".

With the new nanny, Lin Weimin and his wife immediately felt a lot more relaxed.

The only one who was unhappy was probably Mother Tao.

Feeling the distrust of her daughter and son-in-law, she has seen no one look good in the past two days, except her granddaughter.

In the past few days, many guests visited Lin Weimin's house. Relatives, friends, and colleagues all heard the news that Lin Weimin was happy to receive a daughter, and almost broke the threshold of Lin Weimin's house.

When Cheng Zaochun came, Lin Weimin specifically asked about the contemporary popular literature seminar.

"The preparations are almost done. The meeting will be held next Tuesday. You can rest at home and take maternity leave. I'm in the agency."

Lin Weimin told Cheng Zaochun that he wanted to hold a seminar on novels specifically for Shaanxi writers in the second half of the year, and his explanation was exactly the same as what he said to He Qizhi.

For things like seminars, the frequency of the Guowen Society is calculated on a weekly basis.

But Lin Weimin's so-called "Novel Seminar" is obviously not a serious seminar, but a "pen meeting" under the banner of a seminar.

Eating, drinking and having fun, traveling in mountains and rivers are the basic features of this type of PEN clubs, and publishing houses or editorial departments are certainly not rich in doing these things.

Comrade writer, you see that you came here, ate, drank, and played. Isn’t it inappropriate not to leave some “calligraphy treasures”?
Some publishing houses call it a pen club, but in fact they just find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, where they serve writers with good food and drink, and they don’t produce manuscripts, and they are determined not to release them. They are almost blacker than sweatshops.

The pen meetings of the Guowen Society have always been relatively harmonious and not so naked. During the pen meetings, they are meant to connect with each other. Basically, they only show their true colors after the pen meetings are over, which makes them appear more tender.

"Arrange it yourself." Cheng Zaochun had no objection to this matter.

In the past few years, there have been a large number of talented people in the Shaanxi literary world, and they are almost the best in the Chinese literary world, so it is not a problem to hold a special seminar to connect with each other.

At night, Lin Weimin was lying on the bed, and Tao Huimin put her daughter to sleep, standing by the bed and looking at her, her face full of maternal brilliance.

After going to bed, she said to Lin Weimin, "Weimin, you said you have written so many novels, shouldn't you also write something for us Xiaodoubao?"

Xiaodoubao is my daughter's nickname.

Lin Weimin didn't expect Tao Huimin to come up with such an idea, but after thinking about it, it seemed right. Her daughter was born, so she should write something to commemorate it.

What should I write about?

　Mrs. Lin is very happy, readers, don't you want to send some monthly tickets to congratulate?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)